A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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TUMHARI MUSKAN HO MERA JIWAN

जिस क्षण तुम मुझे स्वयं से अलग करो,

WO HUM SE RUTH GAY

Mere sapne kyon tut gaye,

Wo humse kyon ruth gaye,

Dekar shila mohabbat ka mujhe,

Embassy...

I don’t know enough about anything

to be anybody but a stranger.

Isn’

I Can Be Anything You Want And Need

I can be the silence

when the world around you

gets to be too loud.

 

You Say You Love Me

You tell me you love me

but call her just as soon

I feel like in this game I can'

TUMHARE KHWAB

Tumhare khwabon mein..

Aasra mil gaya hai..

Tumhare ehsaas ne..

Manzil di

zamane ne mujhe chot di hai

मेरी तस्वीर अपने साथ लेना

अभी हाल

My Life....

All of my life

I was living in a lie.

It seems that my childhood

has flow

Uski zaroorat rahegi

Dil mein dard hotho pe muskurahat ho

Aisa lage zindagi se koi shikayat na ho

Phir

dharam apne bhasha ki izat karte hai

अपने धर्म, देश, भाषा की, जो इज़्ज़त करत

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